640: Chapter 640 Xuanming! I hate it—!

They knew deep down that the Myriad Immortals Sect was doomed today, and they only wanted to fight to the death to escape this place of trouble.

But the moment they moved, the space around them suddenly froze, and an invisible pressure locked their limbs and bones tightly.

Whether it was the Late Stage Immortal Venerable Grand Elders or the ordinary Immortal Sovereign-level Elders, they were all pinned to the spot, unable to move an inch.

"What's going on?!"

Immortal Venerable Qing Mu's expression changed drastically as he desperately circulated his Immortal power to break free, only to find that the power inside him was frozen, unable to even cause a ripple.

Immortal Venerable Ba Ti roared, his muscles bulging as he tried to use his powerful Physical Body to break through the restraint. However, it was in vain; instead, he was shaken by the pressure, causing his blood to churn and blood to spill from the corner of his mouth.

The ancient lamp in Immortal Venerable Hun Deng's hand flickered wildly, and the soul fire burned fiercely, yet he still could not escape the spatial imprisonment. His eyes were filled with horror and confusion.

How could they know that before Gu Changge left, he had already laid down an invisible Domain that enveloped the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Continent.

Within this Domain, he was the Heavenly Dao, and no one could easily escape.

Meanwhile, on the Ten Thousand Immortals Continent, countless vassal forces were cheering loudly.

For years, they had suffered under the oppression and exploitation of the Myriad Immortals Sect, forced to offer up vast amounts of resources every year, with even the slightest disobedience resulting in total annihilation.

Seeing the Myriad Immortals Sect being trampled today, their eyes were filled with wild joy and relief, and they shouted one after another:

"Well killed! The Myriad Immortals Sect has been hypocritical for years; today, they finally got their retribution!"

"Thank you, two lords, for standing up for us! Such an evil Sect should be completely wiped out!"

"Xuan Chen, you old dog, you slaughtered my Sect's Disciples back then; today is the day you pay your debt!"

Cheers and curses intertwined, echoing through the clouds.

Although they didn't dare approach the battlefield, they stared intently at the direction of the Myriad Immortals Sect.

Witnessing the downfall of this once-arrogant top power of the Immortal Realm with their own eyes, the resentment accumulated in their hearts for years was finally vented.

The ordinary Disciples of the Myriad Immortals Sect were scared until their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, and they all knelt on the ground to beg for mercy, some even trying to disguise themselves as innocent people to slip through.

However, the list in Ji Mie's hand had already recorded all the Core Disciples and evildoers of the Myriad Immortals Sect. Anyone whose name was on the list was not spared.

"Who exactly are you?! My Myriad Immortals Sect has no grievances or enmity with you, why must you drive us to extinction?!"

Immortal Venerable Qing Mu was imprisoned by space, and seeing his companions fall one by one, he finally couldn't help but shout sternly, his eyes full of grief, indignation, and confusion.

They had been overbearing for many years and had always been fine. How could they suddenly provoke such a powerhouse?

Little White Dragon's body swayed and transformed into human form, wearing black martial attire with a cold expression. He walked step by step toward Immortal Venerable Qing Mu, a mocking smile curling at the corner of his mouth:

"No grievances or enmity? You should go down and ask Xuanming that question."

"Xuanming?!"

Immortal Venerable Qing Mu's pupils shrank suddenly, and the indignation on his face froze instantly, replaced by extreme shock.

He suddenly remembered that not long ago, Venerable Xuan Ming had led a vanguard fleet out and had not yet returned. Could it be...

"It's Xuanming?!" Immortal Venerable Ba Ti also reacted, his voice trembling. "What on earth did he do?!"

"What did he do?" Little White sneered. "He was blind and provoked someone he shouldn't have.

But the fundamental reason is still the sins your Myriad Immortals Sect has accumulated over countless years, the blood you've shed, and the filth under your hypocritical masks..."

Only at this moment did the three Grand Elders suddenly realize. It turned out the root of all this was actually Venerable Xuan Ming!

They had been in secluded cultivation and knew nothing of the outside world, never expecting that a rash action by Xuanming would bring total destruction to the entire Myriad Immortals Sect!

"Xuanming! I hate you—!"

Immortal Venerable Qing Mu let out a heart-wrenching roar, his voice filled with endless regret and malice.

If it weren't for Xuanming's insatiable greed, if it weren't for his rash provocation, how could the Myriad Immortals Sect have ended up like this?

A foundation of millions of years, the hard work of countless ancestors, was destroyed just like that at Xuanming's hands!

The roar echoed across the empty battlefield, but it could no longer change the outcome.

Little White didn't bother wasting any more words with them. He raised his hand and waved, his dragon pressure erupting, directly shattering the dao foundations of the three Grand Elders.

The three let out shrill screams as their bodies slowly collapsed. Their Divine Souls were swallowed by the dragon pressure, and they perished completely.

Ji Mie's cleanup continued. The ink-colored Dao Rhyme was like the scythe of a death god, harvesting the lives of every evildoer on the list.

Immortal Sovereign-level Elders, evil Hall Masters, Core Disciples... one after another they fell in pools of blood.

On the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Continent, only the sounds of screams and pleas for mercy remained, along with the cheers of the peripheral vassal forces.

The former Righteous Path Holy Land was now reduced to a bloody slaughterhouse, yet no one felt it was cruel—

The years of hypocrisy and evildoing by the Myriad Immortals Sect had long since predestined today's end.

"Dead? Those high and mighty Hall Masters were crushed like bugs?"

"Qing Mu, that old ghost, is gone? Just like that?!"

"Hahahaha... Retribution! It's retribution! Myriad Immortals Sect! You finally have your day!!"

"Father! Mother! Do you see? The beasts who killed you are being purged! The heavens—no, that White-clothed Lord has finally opened his eyes!!"

"Quick, record all of this! Use recording stones! This is history! This is the moment this Immortal Realm fragment changes forever!"

Fear, pleasure, weeping, wild laughter, and unbelievable murmurs...

All sorts of emotions surged in the hearts of those survivors and onlookers through various hidden observation methods.

They didn't dare approach or even speak loudly, but the complex pleasure of seeing years of accumulated resentment vented and witnessing the collapse of power spread like an underground fire in the silence.

The speed of the cleanup was extremely fast. The names on the list dimmed and disappeared one by one, and the auras of the resistors were extinguished in patches.

When Ji Mie's figure flickered for the last time, appearing before the only remaining, heavily injured and restrained Sect Master Ling Xiao.

This once-arrogant Sect Master of the Myriad Immortals Sect was now covered in tears and snot, his Divine Soul dissipating, only able to unconsciously repeat:

"Spare me, Lord, spare me. I know where the treasury is, I know many secrets..."

Ji Mie's gaze swept over him, and he pointed his fingers like a blade, a concentrated ink-colored blade-light flashing past.

Chila—

Sect Master Ling Xiao let out a scream that didn't sound human, and both his soul and spirit were extinguished!

Having finished all this, the light and shadow of the list in Ji Mie's hand slowly dissipated.

He stood in the void, his ink-colored Daoist robe fluttering in the breeze that had calmed down.

Below, amidst the new landscape that was once filled with Immortal Qi but was now bloodstained and littered with corpses, some ordinary Elders, Disciples, and handymen were still scattered about.

Their crimes were not obvious, or their misdeeds were small. At this moment, they were all shrinking on the ground like quails, not even daring to breathe loudly, waiting for the final judgment of fate.

Little White also returned to Ji Mie's side, a lingering cruel smile on his face as he licked non-existent blood from the corner of his mouth.

He chuckled and said, "It's quiet now. What should we do with these remaining small fry? Let's just slap them all to death and save the trouble."

His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly spread below, causing a wave of desperate commotion and suppressed sobbing.

Ji Mie slowly shook his head, his voice still calm but carrying an unquestionable authority as it began to echo across this new territory he was "guarding":

"The Master has ordered to clear the chief culprits, not to carry out total extermination."

"From this moment on, all survivors' past crimes will be investigated separately according to the law. Those who have not committed great evils may be retained, depending on their future performance.

All resources, scriptures, and Secret Realms will be sealed uniformly, awaiting disposal. Any who act out will be killed without mercy."

His voice rumbled like a decree from the Heavenly Dao, spreading inside and outside the continent.

Outside the continent, in the Void Realm, the leaders of the dozens of vassal forces that once relied on the Myriad Immortals Sect and were now watching tremblingly looked at each other, their hearts in turmoil.

The new master was establishing authority with iron and blood, and carried the terrifying power of having killed a Quasi-Immortal Emperor. Whether to stay or leave was a matter of their Sect's survival.

Ji Mie's gaze seemed to pierce through space, falling upon these hesitating leaders.

He spoke again, his voice still flat but carrying a coldness that saw through people's hearts:

"You all were originally vassals of the Myriad Immortals Sect."

"Now, I give you a choice:

"First, from now on, sever all old ties with this place and you may leave on your own. I will not hold you accountable, nor will I protect you anymore."

"Second, if you are willing to submit, you must swear a Heavenly Dao oath, obey the laws, pay tribute, and fulfill your obligations. Thereafter, you will be subject to the Sect's regulations and also receive the Sect's protection."

"You have three breaths of time to decide for yourselves."